Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Horny and angry.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

At the close of work, Jared was already waiting outside the restaurant to drive me home.

"Your Mr. perfect is here," Rebecca announced, her head peeking through my office door.

"Go away, Rebecca," I replied smiling.

"Alright, alright," Rebecca giggled and left.

I hurriedly parked up as I would rather not keep Jared waiting. Walking outside, I met him leaning on his car, waiting for me.

"And how was work today, Mrs. Smith?" He asked, the moment I got to him.

"Hectic as usual."

"You wouldn't stop if I asked you to, right?" He teased, taking my handbag.

"Not in this world," I responded. My job was my life, and I couldn't imagine life without my profession.

"Here, let me help you get in," he said, outstretching his other hand. I took it, and got into the set beside the drivers.

Jared got in beside me, strapping his seat belt in place. I expected him to start the car, but he turned to me instead, a serious expression on his face.

"Arielle," he began, his voice low, almost hesitant. "I haven't been much of a good husband to you lately. I know that. All I ask is for your understanding. It's... it's because I'm looking out for Sofia."

The words made my stomach churn. I could already feel my defenses rising. "I won't be able to forgive myself if something bad happens to her," Jared continued, his facial expression unreadable. "She's in my care. My family, her family-everyone expects me to protect her, like I always have. I know I've never explained this to you, but Sofia's mother saved my mom's life, Arielle. That's how our families became connected. I've never told you this before because I didn't want to burden you with it. But it seems... my way wasn't right. I'm sorry, love."

Every other thing Jared said faded into the background, as I pondered on his revelation. This must explain his deep loyalty and zeal to look out for Sofia.

sense of obligation had grown into something larger, something that

you there?" Jared

blinking. I didn't realize I had

said, his gaze more intense now, searching mine, "do you think

together, your families are friends, and you feel the need

"I know, Arielle. I know. You see, Sofia is needy, but trust me she was never like this. She's pregnant, and the pregnancy hormone

to blame. Sofia is a spoiled brat in actual sense, but I held myself. Jared was trying, and it would be

you say, Mrs. Smith? Will you be a little patient and lenient with her

I can't make promises that I might

hesitation, his gaze darkening as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin. "Come on, Arielle," he murmured, his

best behavior, I wouldn't hesitate to

my neck. I froze, my body tensing under the sudden jolt of sensation. "Jared..."

his breath warm and teasing as he traced the curve of my neck. "Promise?" he whispered, his voice a low, enticing murmur. "Jared, d... don't," I murmured,

movement with his tongue, and this time, I could not help the helpless moan that escaped

I moaned in surrender, when he left my neck

he murmured, before capturing my lips in his. The kiss was hot, ravenous, aggressive. I lost my sense of reasoning at that moment,

with Jared was? He was an expert in matters of the bed, and he always left me satiated after every session of love making. Sofia's arrival had

for

your restaurant parking lot,

his mouth, my body aching with need as I

ringing of his phone cut through the air, halting our sexual escapade. Jared froze, and let the phone ring to a

his phone from his pocket and glanced at the screen,

at me, hesitated, before

my eyes, and sat up in the

"I'm sorry, Arielle. We..."

home, please?" I

responded and straightened his

call, Sofia had to call in the middle of a make